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At Empire State University, a slight, pale, red-haired girl with a face
covered in freckles
held out her arm. Professor Stanton swabbed an area of her skin with
antiseptic, then said:
"Ready, Zelator Flaherty?" The girl, her face serious, nodded. Stanton
took up a syringe,
and emptied its dark-red contents into her arm.
"Now," he said, "as you know, we checked that your blood type was compatible with the blood in the syringe, so there should be no adverse reaction. You can spend the rest of the day following your normal routine. Please return here an hour before sunset. Going on what we know, when the change occurs you should remain in control of yourself, but just in case of a problem we will have to chain you just before the sun goes down. We'll free you as soon as we are sure that it's safe." "Yes, Professor," the girl replied. Then we'll be able to use her to track down first Anastasia and the witch, and then the remainder of the Sisterhood, and exterminate them, Stanton thought. He had not told the girl that yet. She might have had qualms about it. He was confident of being able to control her once she was a werewolf, however. For example, he could lock a silver collar round her neck, and she'd be in such agony that she'd do anything to get it removed.
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